Shadows of Desire A Night With Him

"Yaaaaay!" Damien jumped on the bed excitedly.

"Stop jumping on my bed" Irene laughed..

His excitement went on and on while Irene just sat eating her cookies and watching him.

She missed this house like, so much, especially her room.

Though she can't compare it to her room at Harold's but this still remains the best for her.

There's no room that can ever make her feel comfortable like this one.

"Dam that's enough" She said.

He was still jumping like a kid.

"Arrrhh!" She shook her head. "C'mon" she prompted and he stopped but he was still grinning hard.

She wondered where the love for Harold came from.

"Do you get to touch him?" Damien asked .

"Severally" Irene shrugged, memories from the library replaying in her head.

"Wow! You do touch Harold Marshall!"

"Dam! It's no big deal. Mr Harold is a human too" Irene said.

"I know but, he allows you touch him?" Damien asked.

"Of course and do you know what?"

"What?" Dam asked.

"He doesn't like it when one feel inferior around him, he hate it when you think you're not worthy to be close to him. He'll be the one to encourage you to move closer and relate with him like you would another person" Irene said.

"Woah! Like seriously?"

"Yes , i was surprised too. He's so humble,treats his workers like families" Irene said.

"That's so nice of him, it's just so sad there are still some people who wants to hurt him?" Damien said.

"Isn't that how life is? No matter how good you are,not everyone would like you" Irene said.

"That's true but i think people who are bent on seeing the downfall of others should be referred to a psychiatrist" Damien said.

"Of course" Irene said.

"Damn! I almost forgot. Why did you add that nightwear to my luggage!" Irene frowned.

"Why not?" Damien asked.

"Well...you shouldn't have added it"

"Nightwear is meant to be worn in the night when you're about to got to bed and pulled off the next morning, no one would see you put it on"

"Well someone did and not just someone but 'people' " Irene said.

"What!"

"Yeah" Irene rolled her eyes.

"Do you go walk about the house after putting on your nightwear?" Harold asked.

"No! But something happened... on a particular night" Irene said.

"What?" Damien asked anxiously.

"Chill guy, I'm gonna tell you. I need to finish this pack first" Irene said and Damien growled .

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"Oh...my" Damien laughed out loud after Irene finished narrating the 'ghost-knocking' incidence to him.

"I knew you would mock me" Irene said.

"You get so scared easily, you didn't even confirm if it was truly a ghost before screaming for help" Damien laughed and Irene kicked him.

He laughed more, holding his stomach.

"I shouldn't have told him " Irene sighed, rolling her eyes.

"Thanks for the cookies though" She smiled.

Damien had bought five packs of chocolate chip cookies for her.

He had been saving it up till she return.

"I know you would have been craving for it"

"Badly" Irene said, opening the fourth pack.

"You should keep some for later" Damien said.

"I should but I'm not going to" She said, obviously enjoying the cookies.

"I should have just given you two today and then three tomorrow"

"You should have but you didn't" Irene shrugged.

Damien sighed and shook his head.

"What?" Irene laughed.

"You're so impossible" He breathed before laying on his back.

"Ohh...i almost forgot. I need to tell mum to make a sweater for Ivory" Irene said getting on her feet.

"Really? Have you guys gotten that close?" Damien asked.

"Well...yes" Irene smiled, missing Ivory already.

"Is the little girl spoilt?" Damien asked, he had always heard rich kids are spoilt, rude, proud,this and that .

"She's not actually spoilt,nor rude. Fun to be with. Just a bit of a talkative though" Irene laughed.

"Really?"

"Yeah, you'll really like her when you meet her" Irene said.

"Woah,then what's with those rules of hers?" Dam asked.

"The thing is she doesn't really keep to most of them, Ivory breaks her rules herself"

"Then why did she made them?"

"So her nannies can know their bounds"

"Does she break the rules with the past nannies too?"

"I don't think so" Irene said, wearing her footwear.

"She must really like you then" Damien smiled.

"I guess" Irene said, walking to the door.

"Your phone is in your bag right?" Damien asked.

"Yes" Irene answered as she walked out of the door.

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"Dad, let's call irene" Ivory said, pulling Harold's hands.

He sighed, he just freshened up after returning from work and she won't even allow him rest..

"Ivo.." He was saying.

"Please Daddy" She interrupted him.

"She left just this morning" He said,though he won't deny he miss her too.

"I know, just want to hear her voice" ivory pouted.

"She has not been with her family for days, give her time to warm up to them" Harold said while ivory frowned and sat on his bed.

She kicked her legs in the air and Harold sighed.

"We're gonna call her tomorrow" Harold said.

"Is that a promise?" Ivory asked.

"Yes, it is. Now will you stop sulking and get on daddy's back" Harold smiled, knowing she can't trade that for anything.

"Yaaaaay" she laughed jumping from the bed to his back.

*

"Nola" Harold called as he walked into the kitchen.

He was surprised not to find her there.

That's unusual. Nola is always in the kitchen.

"Well...she might be in the restroom" He thought as he opened the fridge for a drink.

Ivory is taking her nap already and he's just feeling so bored.

Irene would have entertained him.

"Irene again!" His mind scolded.

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"She'll be here soon" Carrle said.

"Alex will be here soon too" Ethan smiled.

They were seated in the massively furnished living room with bodyguards all over them like flies.

Carrle was busy with her phone, ordering expensive wears online.

"So cheap" She hissed, scrolling through a purple gown worth 450 dollars.

"The designer must be so poor" She laughed to herself, motioning her maid to pass her drink.

Ethan thought of the plan he devised. He can't wait for it to be carried out. It'll really wreck Harold.

Their spies hadn't been here yesterday cause Alex had said the new nanny was suspicious of his movement.

She'll definitely know something was going on if he suddenly leave the building so they had made the meeting today after the nanny had gone..

"Boss Ethan" A bodyguard called, walking into the living room.

He bowed as Ethan glanced up.

"What?" Ethan asked.

"Your guests are here" He said and Ethan sat upright.

Carrle dropped her phone and smiled. "Finally"